Believe

Tangled in a web

of belief and disbelief

entertaining possibilities:

other-worldliness

civility.

I was born of an ancient land

beheld on modern feet.

I was torn from my mother's hand

and sworn not to repeat

all the lives I had lived before

before life taught me death.

I was kissed

by a gentler wind

then given back

my breath.

And with this

I have learned to sing

before I learned to cry

to the heights

of the angels wings

who taught me how to fly.

And I'm flying over misery

and all that it could bring.

And I'm dancing over history.

And I'm uncrowning the king.

For the throne he once sat upon

was seated in my heart.

I made room to invite you in

then took the room apart.

'Cause the heart

is an open space

not invitation only.

Love arrived

- looked me in the face -

as if the truth were lonely.

But the truth

is beyond belief

as love is without reason.

Sun and Moon

crowded in a leaf

of cycle and of season.

And the leaf

it will change and fall

before new days are risen.

But , my love,

I am here to stay.

A kiss within a vision

of a forest filled with laughter

filled with song from every tree.

This new season in forever.

Bud and sprout

beyond belief.